Burn Barrel Spotting

While driving into my neighborhood today, I spotted a familiar plume of smoke originating from across the street from my house.  While I had to struggle to gain a visual confirmation of a burn barrel, I eventually found the evidence I needed.  Sure enough my neighbor is a brother of the burn.  I knew this was a good neighborhood!

Young Burn Barrelers

This weekend while celebrating my lovely wife's birthday, I took the opportunity to introduce my five year old nephew to the brotherhood of the burn.  We needed to burn some of my mother-in-law's financial documents, so I fired up the barrel.  My nephew eagerly joined in after carefully being taught how to properly ball up each document to insure a full burn.  It was a glorious induction ceremony brought all too abruptly to an end when his mother dragged him away from the entrancing flames of the barrel to load him up in the family paddy wagon and whisk him away to their barrel-free home in town.  Rest at ease...the seed is planted.  Burn on brothers.

Snoop loves his warm and cozy barrel